and showed much curiosity about his personal affairs.

But the young fellow had been used to just such people before.
They were not a bad sort, and if they were keenly interested in
the affairs of other people, it was because they had few books
and newspapers, and small chance to amuse themselves in the many
ways which city people have.

Hiram slept with Henry that night, and Henry agreed to show the
visitor over the Atterson place the next day.

"I know every stick and stone of it as well as I do ourn,"
declared Henry. "And Dad won't mind my taking time now.
Later--Whew! I tell you, we hafter just git up an' dust to make
a crop. Not much chance for fun after a week or two until the
corn's laid by."

"You know all the boundaries of the Atterson farm, do you?"
Hiram asked.

"Yes, sir!" replied Henry, eagerly. "And say! do you like to
fish?"

"Of course; who doesn't?"

"Then we'll take some lines and hooks along--and mother'll lend
us a pan and kettle. Say! We'll start early--'fore anybody's
a-stir--and I bet there'll be a big trout jumping in the pool
under the big sycamore."